Sadman, hold your hands behind your back like you always do
Sadman, turn your head, look towards the white, away from blue
I’ve got some light to offer you

Joyboy calls to you
A son so great and grand to view
Joyboy calls to you
Between the richness of white and blue

Sadman, in distant land, is afterlife a land of blue?
Sadman, if you’re scared to be left behind, don’t worry too
This little light’s named after you

Joyboy calls to you
A son so great and grand to view
Joyboy calls to you
Between the richness of white and blue

Smile while we carry your fire
Smile while we carry your fire